Bzzz.
That projector fan, and 3 people not talking, and a lad in a corridor outside dragging a kit skip past the door.
Rrrrmmm.
"So I do nothing," he said. "For how long."
"You land on Tuesday. You get 8 days."
"8 days."
"Getafe, Morocco, wherever your mother is. No ball, no gym, and if I find out you have been on a pitch with your cousins I will know, because your mother will tell Nadia and Nadia will tell me."
He almost smiled at that and then decided not to.
"The Community Shield is on the 5th."
"It is."
"So I am not in the squad."
"You will be sat at home in a chair with your feet up watching it on a television," I said, "and in 10 years you will not remember what you did on the 5th of August 2018, and you will remember every minute of the 15th."
"The 15th."
